Post by Rekall13 on Jul 10, 2004 18:46:35 GMT -5
I still remember the day I brought ZEEKS home from the store over a year and a half ago. It was a cold day in the middle of winter and I was worried about getting him home safely. Although ZEEKS was techincally my second betta (ZEEKS The First died three weeks after I got him) he was always number one in my heart. I screwed up so much with ZEEKS early on but he always forgave and loved me.
I remember crazy adventures travelling with ZEEKS in his bowl in my backpack on trains, buses and cars while traveling home from school. One time on the bus, we were on it a lot longer then expected and I knew his bowl was losing water but there was nothing I could do. When we finally got home I was so afriad of finding ZEEKS dead in a now empty bowl I hid in my room while my aunt unpacked him. She discovered him still alive and kicking in his bowl with barely enough water to cover him. He was extremely pissed but as healthy as ever.
ZEEKS death was not unexpected. He had recently started becoming less active, coming up for air a lot more and not even a 100% water change perked him up. He stopped eating his blood worms and he was down to only eating one pellet of food a day. We all knew it was his time to go but we were all praying for a miracle.
Sadly early this week during the night ZEEKS died. My mom woke me up Tuesday morning to inform me he was gone. I stayed in my room while everything was cleaned up for the rest of that morning I could go no where near the living room where ZEEKS lived when I wasn't away at school.
Because of the time I had no chance of going out to get a new fish before work (I'm working at Wendys for the summer) and by the time I would have gotten off, stopped off at home to change, then go to the store, the store would have been close so I was extremely depressed that I could not get another fish until the next day, which I had off.
At work that day, I was a zombie. No smiling, no laughing, barely speaking, which is not like me at all. During my half hour break and my ten minute break all I would do was cry because I knew I would never see him again and missed him so much.
Fortunately we were not busy that day and I was sent home a half hour early. It takes me twenty minutes to get home but that was all the extra time I needed. My mom took one look at me and asked me if I wanted to go out at that extact moment to get a new betta. The two of us gathered up my aunt and the three of us drove to the aquramium store a half hour away (I just couldn't take the risk in a sick betta from WalMart or PetsMart after losing ZEEKS). We got there with only a half hour to spare before closing where I found Ziegfried (the 'Z' in ZEEKS is for 'Ziegfried' and I wanted to honor him) my aunt also found Winstin (she had wanted a betta ever since I had first got ZEEKS) and we bought a lot of stuff so that I could change around ZEEKS 1 gallon home because it would hurt too much to have everything the same (in the end I only kept a plant that ZEEKS loved as the same thing). Between the two of us we spent almost $50 that night.
Although I think I was meant to get Ziegfried (the only other time I EVER have gotten out of work early was because the day before I had stayed an extra hour because we were so busy, which didn't happen this time) I will never forget ZEEKS. Even now I find it weird to see Ziegfried swimming around in ZEEKS former home and grow sad everytime I think of ZEEKS because he met so much to me. When we were away at school he was my rock, he kept me sane and eased some of the stress developed throughout the school year. No matter how many bettas I have in my lifetime none of them could ever replace ZEEKS in my heart.
I remember crazy adventures travelling with ZEEKS in his bowl in my backpack on trains, buses and cars while traveling home from school. One time on the bus, we were on it a lot longer then expected and I knew his bowl was losing water but there was nothing I could do. When we finally got home I was so afriad of finding ZEEKS dead in a now empty bowl I hid in my room while my aunt unpacked him. She discovered him still alive and kicking in his bowl with barely enough water to cover him. He was extremely pissed but as healthy as ever.
ZEEKS death was not unexpected. He had recently started becoming less active, coming up for air a lot more and not even a 100% water change perked him up. He stopped eating his blood worms and he was down to only eating one pellet of food a day. We all knew it was his time to go but we were all praying for a miracle.
Sadly early this week during the night ZEEKS died. My mom woke me up Tuesday morning to inform me he was gone. I stayed in my room while everything was cleaned up for the rest of that morning I could go no where near the living room where ZEEKS lived when I wasn't away at school.
Because of the time I had no chance of going out to get a new fish before work (I'm working at Wendys for the summer) and by the time I would have gotten off, stopped off at home to change, then go to the store, the store would have been close so I was extremely depressed that I could not get another fish until the next day, which I had off.
At work that day, I was a zombie. No smiling, no laughing, barely speaking, which is not like me at all. During my half hour break and my ten minute break all I would do was cry because I knew I would never see him again and missed him so much.
Fortunately we were not busy that day and I was sent home a half hour early. It takes me twenty minutes to get home but that was all the extra time I needed. My mom took one look at me and asked me if I wanted to go out at that extact moment to get a new betta. The two of us gathered up my aunt and the three of us drove to the aquramium store a half hour away (I just couldn't take the risk in a sick betta from WalMart or PetsMart after losing ZEEKS). We got there with only a half hour to spare before closing where I found Ziegfried (the 'Z' in ZEEKS is for 'Ziegfried' and I wanted to honor him) my aunt also found Winstin (she had wanted a betta ever since I had first got ZEEKS) and we bought a lot of stuff so that I could change around ZEEKS 1 gallon home because it would hurt too much to have everything the same (in the end I only kept a plant that ZEEKS loved as the same thing). Between the two of us we spent almost $50 that night.
Although I think I was meant to get Ziegfried (the only other time I EVER have gotten out of work early was because the day before I had stayed an extra hour because we were so busy, which didn't happen this time) I will never forget ZEEKS. Even now I find it weird to see Ziegfried swimming around in ZEEKS former home and grow sad everytime I think of ZEEKS because he met so much to me. When we were away at school he was my rock, he kept me sane and eased some of the stress developed throughout the school year. No matter how many bettas I have in my lifetime none of them could ever replace ZEEKS in my heart.
